Young Justice Trash

Out Of The Closet and Into The Fire

-PART 90!!!!-

-this is kind-of a sequel to 'Ah, Yes, A Hetero. I Am One Too.'. But it also works as a stand alone

"I'm SOO gay, and I think she is too, but..." Zatanna let out a grunt of defeat. "And I JUST WANT A GIRL TO HOLD MY TIDDIES!"

Dick blinked. "Oh. Ok."

"Nonono, like, I want a hot girl to hold my tiddies. And y'know... Artemis has big hands..."

Dick wrinkled his nose. "Does that feel good?"

Zatanna cradled her chest for a second, and looked up. "YES. Here, try it!" She grabbed his wrist and brought his hand to her chest.

"OH-" He jerked his arm back.

She let go. "Sorry, I got... excitable." The girl sighed. "I WANT A GIRLFRIEND!"

"It's okay... I guess. Sorry, I just wasn't prepared." He rubbed his wrist. "If you really want to... I don't have hands like Artemis, though..."

"Really?"

He shrugged sheepishly. "Uh, sure I guess..."

Zatanna thanked him, unbuttoning her shirt. "Tell me, do you think hot girls will like this?"

"I don't know." Dick said uncomfortably. "Can I get your consent in writing?"

" I don't have any paper." 

"Sorry, I have a pretty rich family, and we get lawsuites for a lot less..." He explained sheepishly.

Zatanna smirked, picking up her phone and pressing record. "I, Zatanna, consent to Robin touching my boobs." She turned to him, raising her eyebrows.

"Oh, Uh, I'm Robin, and I guess I consent."

She ended the recording, tossed her phone off the bed and pulled her shirt open "Go for it."

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BATMAN-- 02

Wally shot up. "Do we have a mission?"

"You do." Bats looked around. "Where's Robin?"

Artemis shrugged. "Dunno, he and Zee keep running off and disapearing together!"

Immidiately, Bruce knew something wasn't right. "Go to the mission room, I'll find them." Artemis and Wally made eyecontact, knowing they'd fucked up.

Bruce wasn't searching blindly; Dick didn't know it, but the boy was laced with trackers. He pinpointed the room that Dick was in, and started there.

He began hearing things as he approached, he walked silently, listening in on the voices.

"I, Zatanna, consent to Robin touching my boobs."

"Oh, Uh, I'm Robin, and I guess I consent."

"Go for it."

There was a short pause.

"Whoa, this is weird."

"I KNOW! It's hard to find a gal with big enough hands for this... But, Arty has bigger hands, right?"

"Yeah. This is SO weird, I dunno if I like it. I've never properly touched a girl's..."

Bruce couldn't wait longer, he kicked the door open. There HIS SON on the bed, Zatanna's bed, his hands on her breasts. They sat there, frozen for a split second of horror. Two shrill screams peirced the air.